Chapter 6: Cheng Jian, brother, to each his own.

Ten minutes later, a man in a light gray wool suit coat appeared downstairs at the company.

He saw his brother, Cheng Yuan, huddled in a short down jacket, the tip of his nose and the exposed portion of his neck white and pink, his eyes red around the edges, looking badly frostbitten.

Cheng Jian frowned, slightly annoyed, and reached up to loosen the woolen scarf tied around his neck.

Soon, a warm bag with a man's eau de toilette was on Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan, however, stretched his neck a little, "Dry."

Cheng Jian stared, "If you dare to pick it, I'll beat you up."

Cheng Yuan's legs shivered and he became honest.

Cheng Jian is really good at beating people up.

At the age of seven or eight, Cheng Yuan is much more graceful than other children, because when he was a child, he was violently taught by his older brother with a variety of tools, so that he was well behaved and soft.

With a strong father and brother, and a weak mother, it is no wonder that Cheng Yuan meets the gentle Yang Baihua and drowns himself in him, not turning back no matter who pulls him.

Cheng Jian tugged at Cheng Yuan's hand without a second thought, and the coldness of his full grip made his face look even worse.

He alternately ripped off his gloves and threw them into Cheng Yuan's arms, mocking, "Is he this poor? He can't even afford to buy gloves?"

Cheng Yuan tucks his scarf down to reveal his mouth.

In his defense, "I'm the one who doesn't adore it."

It's true, Cheng Yuan doesn't like to wear scarves and gloves, especially scarves, they get dry after a while.

Cheng Yuan still wanted to say something, but when he met Cheng Jian's eyes, he was defeated in seconds.

"Say it, go on." Cheng Jian gave a cry, "If I say one sentence about him, you can top ten sentences. This is all you have, picking up ...... stones can be a treasure."

Chi Xiaochi, who plays Cheng Yuan, busily told the system, "I suspect he was just about to say shitball."

The system thinks Chi Xiaochi is right.

Cheng Jian was able to swallow his words, obviously because he did not want to make things too difficult with Cheng Yuan upon meeting him.

He surveyed the undersides of Cheng Yuan's reddened eyes and the wet stains that hadn't dried on the side of his lashes, "...... You had a fight with him?"

Cheng Yuan was one size smaller than Cheng Jian's, and he could shrink his hands into one of Cheng Jian's gloves to keep warm: "No, it's just that his stomach doesn't feel very good."

Cheng Jian: "No breakfast?"

Cheng Yuan laughs, "Lose weight."

"Lose an ass." Cheng Jian pinched his waist, "Thin as a handful of faggots, looking good?!"

Cheng Yuan was pinched and bounced, pouting, "...... Brother."

"Brother brother, it's bad luck to be your brother." Cheng Jian put his hand into his coat pocket, "Still don't want to drink soy milk, right? Then don't go to Yonghe, go to Yipin Congee Shop over there."

With that he casually looked around and asked, "Where did you park the car?"

Cheng Yuan naturally said, "He drove to work. I came by public transportation."

Cheng Jian froze for a moment, his eyes glaring, Cheng Yuan immediately alerted, holding his head first and scurrying out five paces away.

Cheng Jian did want to beat him up to make him remember, but now it was the time to go to work, and in front of the company, Cheng wanted to save face, so he quickly stepped up, hooked Cheng Yuan's neck, and caught the person back into his arms: "What are you running for?"

Cheng Yuan thought he was going to be beaten up and shrank his neck in fear: "Brother, there are people, people."

Noticing the fear in his brother's eyes, Cheng Jian felt a softening in the mood and relaxed his arm slightly around his shoulders.

In spite of this, his mouth is still unforgiving, full of ridicule without brewing can pour out: "Cheng Yuan, you can ah, package white boy package quite skillful. You put in more effort to earn a set of house out, clothing, food, housing and transportation each come to a set, then he is the main internal and you are the main external, he embroidery you planting, you two will be able to be happy and harmonious for a long time, how good."

Cheng Yuan bowed his head, "Brother, don't say that. He has to use a transportation tool to go to work, I stay at home all day, I don't need it."

Cheng Jian was so angry that he leaned back, but thinking of Cheng Yuan's statement that his stomach was not feeling well, he still held back his anger.

He tugged Cheng Yuan toward the congee store, "...... What kind of congee do you want? Skinny egg congee, white congee?"

"Skinny egg porridge."

"Pretty picky mouth."

"Thank you brother."

"Thank you my ass, and skin and eggs and lean pork, beautiful you. Stomach upset, honestly give me millet porridge."

A few mouthfuls of hot porridge down, Cheng Yuan's frozen white face back to some blood, except for the nose is still red, cheeks have returned to the pink luster, looks especially good pinch.

Cheng Jian took off his jacket, rolled up his shirt cuffs, and mixed the vinegar dish for his xiao long bao: "What do you want me for?"

Not waiting for Cheng Yuan to open his mouth, Cheng Jian quickly said, "If it's something he has to do, then do me a favor and don't open your mouth."

"Not him ...... sort of." Cheng Yuan picked up a crab bun, and when he heard Cheng Jian say this, his expression was a little difficult, "...... Brother, don't tell mom and dad about this, okay."

Cheng Jian was expressionless: "It depends."

Cheng Yuan dipped the bun into the vinegar dish and whispered, "Brother, do you have an extra house?"

Cheng Jian's eyebrows jumped, "...... What do you want?!"

Cheng Yuan hurriedly waved his hand, "I don't mean that, brother, I want to borrow your house for a week, just me, no one else."

Cheng Jian: "Did you really have a fight?"

Cheng Yuan looked a little despondent, biting the edge of the bun and saying vaguely, "No. ...... His parents are coming, and he wants me to recuse myself."

Cheng Jian slammed his palm on the table.

There was a thud and half the store looked over.

Cheng Jian doesn't care about this, "His parents don't know about you and him yet?"

Cheng Yuan stagnated, and immediately spoke out to explain for Yang Baihua: "No, no, no. Lao Yang's parents have been frugal all their lives, and they definitely don't want to live in a hotel, so I moved out to make it easier for them to live ......."

"Did I ask you this? That's bullshit!" Cheng Jian did not listen to Cheng Yuan's explanation, "Just tell me, does he have the will to let you meet his parents?"

Cheng Yuan poked the bottom of the bowl with a spoon.

"...... haven't picked it out yet?!"

"He's not ready ......"

"No. When does he plan to be ready? Drag it out until he gets married and has kids or lives to a ripe old age?"

Cheng Yuan didn't say anything, nor did he defend the man in a rare way.

Seeing his younger brother's listless appearance, Cheng Jian's heart abruptly softened and raised his hand to touch his head, but his hand hung in mid-air for a moment and turned into a not-so-gentle slap on the back of his head, causing Cheng Yuan's neck to shrink.

Cheng Yuan said, "If you can't, you can live in your office."

Cheng Jian was impatient: "...... Don't mull it over, eat you."

Cheng Yuan raises his eyes, "Don't let mom and dad know ......"

"It's only a matter of time before mom and dad find out about your mess." Cheng Jian said, "You're on your own."

After that, he took his cell phone and went out to contact a place for Cheng Yuan.

Chi Xiaochi quietly lowers his head and bites into the crab bun, the thick aroma of crab juice and the fragrance of aged acetic acid fills his mouth, hot and a little hot.

In his last life, Cheng Yuan didn't come to Cheng Jian for help at all, and casually found a friend's house to cat for a week.

He always felt that his family sheltered and governed him too much, but he didn't realize that what he was losing was a fortress that would always be willing to shelter him from the elements.

In reviewing the memories of the original Cheng Yuan, Chi Xiaochi purposely shifted the timeline back a while and saw Cheng Jian, who had come abroad to deal with Cheng Yuan's aftermath after his death.

He went out to take out the garbage hate to put on a three-piece suit brother, never forget to use hair gel and perfume to take care of his brother, overnight like ten years old, the chin is full of long and short stubble, razor mishandling left a long blood scar, from the left jaw to the neck, at first glance is quite appalling.

He saw his brother's cold body at the hospital.

Cheng Yuan almost cut off half of his wrist.

How can he lay his hands on a mouth ...... that deep.

Cheng Jian thought of this, and in silence took a taxi to get back to Yang's house, and got off on the way and bought a kitchen knife.

Later, he almost chopped down the front door of the Yang family's house with a kitchen knife. And sensing something was wrong, Yang Baihua and Yang Baihua's parents ducked into the house in time not to respond to all his hysteria and called the police.

As assault on a private home is an extremely serious matter in foreign countries, the police responded quickly, arrived and subdued Cheng Jian.

Half of Cheng Jian's face was covered in sun-heated gravel when he was roughly pushed to the ground.

He had calmed down, but would only mumble and repeat a sentence, his voice drenched in pain.

"...... My brother is only twenty-seven, he's not even thirty."

Cheng Jian, who had finished his phone call, walked back in and pulled out his stool, "You're moving out next week, aren't you?"

Chi Xiaochi looked at him.

Soon the bearded, sandy and dark blood-stained face was separated from this spirited one.

Emerging from that emotional episode, Chi Xiaochi once again managed to step into Cheng Yuan's role, nodding her head obediently, "Uh-huh."

"I sent you the address on WeChat. When you're full in a while, I'll ask the driver, Xiao Yan, to take you home, and tell me again when you move. Xiao Yan's mouth is tight and won't talk nonsense to Dad." Cheng Jian said, "When you get back, don't tell Yang Baihua that you came to see me, just say that you went to live with a friend outside."

Cheng Jian is always capable of doing his job, and he is not afraid to be delicate in his actions, but he seldom puts this into his daily life. To Cheng Yuan, he is just a big brother with a poisonous mouth and a fierce hand, but in reality, his heart is too soft to be called a big brother.

In other words, his attitude proved that he realized the seriousness of the problem between Cheng Yuan and Yang Baihua and began to take it seriously.

On his way out, Cheng Jian left his scarf and gloves with Chi Xiaochi.

And soon after Yan dropped him off at the office, Chi Xiaochi offered to get out of the car.

"You should have something else to do, go and get busy." Chi Xiaochi said, "I know the way back. Tell my brother I'm a little too full to sit still, so I'll go down for a walk to cool off."

After stepping out of the car, Chi Xiaochi looks up and sees the headquarters building of Yundu Entertainment.

Tang Huan is signed to an entertainment company, and after a series of packages, Tang Huan has become one of the newest singers on the mainland, and is now the kingpin of Yundu Entertainment's music market, making her the number one girl in the industry.

The system asks, "Is there anything to do here?"

Chi Xiaochi looks around, "Just looking."

Away from the audience that watched him perform, Chi Xiaochi became Chi Xiaochi again.

He gathered his scarf loosely into a knot, and casually stood there, with a 50/50 split between Englishness and laziness, catching the eye.

Both celebrities and actors have gone through a long period of grooming training, and there's quite a distinct difference between them and ordinary people. Cheng Yuan is not a bad looking guy himself, he's a clean-cut young man, and Chi Xiaochi's demeanor certainly lends an aura to this slightly boyish handsomeness.

Standing on the side of the road, Chi Xiaochi attracted the attention of passers-by from time to time. Seeing this scene, the system had a sudden thought, "Mr. Chi, I have a suggestion: how about you try to become an actor?"

Just last night, the system watched the first movie starring Chi Xiaochi, Murder in the Cape.

Chi Xiaochi was only 18 years old at the time, but he played the short life of an ordinary fisherman's boy, who fell into ruin and destruction, in a way that was both stunning and heart-wrenching.

It took him one movie to show everyone, what talent is.

One of the emotional high points of the play is when his only best friend dies.

His best friend had died defending him, a painful death, and the fishing village boy wrapped his arms around his dying friend and sat staring at the blood-stained rocks.

He knew his friend's pain, so he was sending him off with a smile on his face, a smile in his eyes and on the corners of his lips, while a single tear escaped from his smiling eyes.

Chi Xiaochi doesn't freak out, doesn't rant, and plays this scene very quietly.

This nuance and subtlety of dramatic characterization is something that many actors strive for throughout their lives, but Chi Xiaochi, right out of the gate, is able to use it freely in his debut film.

There was no doubt that he had talent. In this world, the entertainment industry is quite advanced again, and he can be said to have a great future if he becomes an actor.

Hearing the system's proposal, Chi Xiaochi's response was muted, "Good idea."

Chi Xiaochi's noncommittal attitude led the system to speculate that he probably didn't intend to.

And sure enough, Chi Xiaochi says, "For me, by acting, it means that the greatest respect for that person is to become that person truly and completely."

He tilted his head to look at the Yundu Entertainment building and said lightly, "This is Cheng Yuan's life, and I have to live it the way Cheng Yuan wants."

The system's heart fluttered slightly.

...... Chi Xiaochi doesn't seem to be as capricious and unaware as he thought he was.

The system asked, "So what's next for you?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't say a word and took a step away from the front of the Yundu Entertainment building.

Not far away, a large poster of Tang Huan's jewelry endorsement is scrolling in a loop on an LED screen.

The Tang Huan incident was a huge turning point in Cheng Yuan's tragic life, but Tang Huan's popularity skyrocketed because of it, and he managed to realize his own transformation.

In the lives of Tang Huan and Cheng Yuan, one is the protagonist and the other is the supporting actor, and the role of the supporting actor is to set off the other's radiance with his own dullness as much as possible.

But in Chi Xiaochi's world, he is also used to being the protagonist.

Chi Xiaochi said to himself, "...... In that case, it's up to each of us to decide who is the protagonist."